About this 3D model

Florina (32mm, 75mm) pre-supportedFlorina was the closest thing the dripping, brick-lined tunnels had to a real sorceress. While other goblins in her gang relied on clubs and crude knives, she wielded a staff she'd cobbled together from a rusted pipe, a cracked crystal orb, and wiring she'd salvaged from forgotten machinery. Her magic wasn't grand or elegant, but it was clever and brutally effective. A flick of her wrist and a muttered word could conjure a shimmering illusion of a city guard patrol around the corner, sending a drunken mark scrambling right into an ambush. A sharp gesture would send a crackling bolt of raw magical force to shatter a kneecap, and a sly whisper could make a wealthy merchant feel an overwhelming, foolish trust in the scrawny green girl asking for directions. Her domain was the stinking, phosphorescent gloom of the under-city, and her spells were perfectly suited for it. Perched on a mossy pipe, she'd watch her gang's targets blunder through the murk. When the moment was right, her staff would glow with a sickly green light, and the chaos would begin. Illusions misdirected, combat spells disabled, and enchantments confused. As her companions relieved the disoriented victims of their coin, Florina would simply smile, her eyes gleaming with a cunning that was far more powerful than any fireball. In a world of brute force, she was the unpredictable variable, the whisper in the dark that turned a simple mugging into an inescapable trap.